My Hockey Alpha



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After dinner, Enzo said that he had somewhere else he wanted to go. We wound up walking along a path by the ocean, where the city's lights twinkled on the water's surface.

"How did you know about this place?" I found myself asking as we walked hand-in-hand.

Enzo shrugged. "Tim mentioned it," he explained. "Said it's a nice place to visit."

We were silent for a little while, and my mind kept floating back to my conversation with Lori and Jessica earlier. I loved Mountainview, but the city had its perks, too. Part of me almost wondered, for the briefest of moments, if moving here to the city would protect us from the supernatural.

But I couldn't just abandon Mountainview like that. There was too much holding us there, and besides, how could we live in a place where there were no werewolves?

"Do you think there are any other werewolves here?" I blurted out without even really meaning to.

Enzo shot me a surprised look. "Huh?" he asked. "What makes you ask that?"

Now, I was the one who shrugged. "I don't know," I replied, stopping for a moment to take in the view of the city." Surely there aren't just werewolves in Mountainview, you know?"

Enzo paused beside me for a moment. His eyes scanned the city lights, reflecting the neon and the bright colors, before he finally nodded. "Yeah, you're probably right," he finally said. "Although, if I'm being honest, Mountainview is really my only experience with the human world-in a long-term sort of way, anyway."

"What do you mean?"

He paused and ran a hand through his hair. "I mean, I've visited places like this on occasion, but I've never spent more than a few days anywhere except for Mountainview in the human realm."

His words gave me pause. All this time, I hadn't really considered the fact that Enzo's scope of the human world was far more limited than mine. My mom and brother and I had lived in various places, from cities to the suburbs, but Enzo had only ever really lived in Mountainview.

Maybe that was why, now that he was spending more time in the city, he was feeling unfulfilled. The city had a way of doing that to people; making them feel like all their lives, they hadn't been living until they set foot here.

"Well," I finally said, "maybe it's time to broaden your scope."

Enzo shot me a sideways glance as we continued walking. "How so?"

"Maybe you can find other werewolves here," I said. "Especially if you're going to be living here for an extended period of time. And maybe it'll be good for you to have an experience outside of Mountainview."

He paused, considering my words, then nodded. "Yeah, maybe you're right. As much as I love Mountainview, it would be nice to experience some other things that the human world has to offer. But..." He stopped again, turning to face me, and placed his hand on my belly. "You and the baby come first. I hope you know that."

I bit my lip and nodded as a slight blush crept into my cheeks. "Of course,"

Enzo was silent for a few moments, and so was I. The sounds of the city, of music and voices, filled the space between us, and for a moment, I just took him in. He looked handsome in the neon lights, his sharp jawline accentuated by the shadows and his brown eyes gleaming in the vibrance.

"You think we'll make this work?" I found myself asking, but not out of a place of nerves or unfulfillment.

He stopped for a moment, then nodded as he lifted his hand to brush a strand of hair out of my face and tuck it behind my ear. "I think so. We'll travel back and forth. And when the baby comes..."

"When the baby comes, it'll get to experience the whole world," I murmured, a smirk playing across my lips.

Enzo said nothing, but he didn't need to; his smile spoke volumes. He took my hand again and we continued walking in companionable silence.